In we went and I asked the gentleman behind the counter if I could please have a browse through.

Well.....

...just to give you an flavour...

Listen.In the still, cold air of early morning there would be only silence, but for thequiet music of gently falling snow.No leaves cling to the trees.Beneath stone-hard ground snakes sleep, coiling in cold dreams.Winter.Not a bird stirs.
This is how it starts...

Copyright

I love showing pictures of my work, and hope that they will inspire people to do their own creating. However, I must point out that all my designs are original, and may not be copied, except for personal use.